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Old Marse Robert Samples Aleksandr Dugin’s Vodka and Finds It Good

Old Marse Robert Samples Aleksandr Dugin’s Vodka and Finds It Good

“Aggressive abroad and despotic at home.”

The unipolar world is at an end—
Which suits me fine. The Yankees went too far,
As Yankees always go. Now they descend.
I’m watching their imaginary star
Plummet. The tortured earth it’s sure to scar
Again – a sort of global spouse abuse.
But keep the victim handcuffed? No cigar.
Expecting that, the Yankees prove obtuse
Beyond their former measure. Fast and loose
They’ve played since 1860. For a while,
It served them well. But now, neck in the noose,
Their empire will be throttled, and in style.
And all of the disasters that we see?
Predicted by the Last of Heroes, Lee.

–Tom Riley

Early Wine

Early Wine

Wine with breakfast today – and that’s risky.
No, I don’t stumble, belch, or get frisky—
But a headache might follow
Such a six a.m. swallow.
And the only cure then is noon whiskey.

–Tom Riley

Even Bliss Is Relative

Even Bliss Is Relative

Close to Paradise:
found a third-rate bar serving
a fourth-rate whiskey!

–Tom Riley

Consolations

Consolations

The consolations, sir, of alcohol
I’ve been denied for five whole fucking days.
Similar suffering I can’t recall!
The consolations, sir, of alcohol
To me were not embarrassing at all—
But, lacking them, I wander in a maze.
The consolations, sir, of alcohol
I’ve been denied for five whole fucking days!

–Tom Riley

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Thought That I Think

Thought That I Think

I am eager no longer to drink—
Or at least that’s the thought that I think.
I have written it down.
Ah, but whiskey is brown—
And a more potent fluid than ink.

–Tom Riley

Aching Head

Aching Head

This morning’s aching head is worse than ever.
My old friend alcohol is not to blame,
However. Saying so won’t make you clever.
This morning’s aching head is worse than ever—
But laying blame should not be your endeavor,
And explanation will not be my aim.
This morning’s aching head is worse than ever?
My old friend alcohol is not to blame!

–Tom Riley

Royal Way

The Royal Way

Yes, I had
a shot of Crown Royal.
Why not, commoner?

–Tom Riley

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Mealtime on a Post-Christian Isle

Mealtime on a Post-Christian Isle

I had some Irish ale for breakfast, Pat.
It made me think of serpents you expelled
from the green land you conquered. Heartless, that–
and pointless. Then with snakes the ocean swelled–
and overflowed in other regions. Smelled
the future, did you? Ophiolatry
retains its strength and never has withheld
its beautiful, malicious subtlety.
Now when forked tongues protrude, folks cry: “Pick me!
Pick me! Let me be nourishment to you!
Constriction I’ll endure quite easily!
Digestion too will only make me new!”
Such is the foolishness this world’s displayin’.
I need some whiskey in my beer. Just sayin’.

–Tom Riley

 

That’s the Life

That’s the Life

 

 

Sardines for breakfast, with a simple wine:

that is the life — or, anyhow, it’s mine.

 

 

–Tom Riley

 

 

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In Vino Vanitas

In Vino Vanitas

 
Nancy Pelosi clearly had a drink
After the drink she had before this speech
The seventh unit of the day, I think.
Nancy Pelosi clearly had a drink
While slurring curses. “Trump’th a rotten fink!”
She’ll have another now. Impeach! Impeach!
Nancy Pelosi clearly had a drink
After the drink she had before this speech.

 
–Tom Riley

 

 

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